#silverhumanxx

[familiar-finn]

Continued from here.

"You might want to learn the roster of the people in power around here and what they're capable of," Finn offered as advice. It was pretty generic information he thought anyone in Krovs would find helpful, but that was also just he operated personally. Always know thy enemy or shit like that. "I feel like you're pretty immature and irresponsible. I've seen you start shit you can't keep up with or finish with folks like Gareth. Not sure if that's a brat technique or what. Just... stop takin' things personally and start takin' some accountability."

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[nottheangel-raphael]

Rental || Raph & Silver

Raphael had been there just in time to witness the reveal of the First Vampire’s murder in the future. And suffice it to say, he’d been shocked when he’d seen the person behind it. He might not have ever given the former human Silver the time of day, but he’d seen him around long enough in Krovs to place a name to a face. Especially as a councilman often checking out the new stock of slaves and hoping for some quality to play with outside of his purchased pets. He’d never considered this human slave to be valuable. Perhaps he’d missed something if that was how the kid turned out in that particular timeline. After mulling it over for a few days, he finally pulled the trigger and requested the slave brought to his suite for a rental, purely for curiosity’s sake. 

The demon answered the door and turned his gaze down on the youthful-looking slave, still a pitiful human at this point. “Interesting,” he mused. “I thought you’d be shorter up close.” Raph still held a good few inches over Silver standing at 6′2″. He ushered the slave into his suite and shut the door behind them. “Thought it might be worthwhile to meet the First Vampire’s killer for myself. Well done on that,” he said, smirking as he offered his praise. “How’d it end up being you?” 

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[kresnikxkaden]

Slow Down || Kaden & Silver

It’d been a while since Kaden had celebrated Beltane properly. Unfortunately, the pagan holiday had mostly disappeared in the mid-20th century, particularly in the states, he’d noticed. Though he had discovered the Council of Magickal Arts in Texas that hosted annual Samhain and Beltane festivals. This, however, felt a tad more traditional to what he’d been used to with the costumes, the displays, and the rituals. 

The castle had provided him a warrior-like costume complete with some face and body paint patterns. It was definitely one of the more modest garments, something he didn’t mind especially in Krovs. At least he wasn’t as vulnerable to some of the handsy folks around here. The kresnik slave had set up camp at the bar, watching as someone in particular – another unclaimed slave, he recognized – was ordering themselves another drink. He furrowed his brows, taking a sip of his whiskey, debating if he should butt in or not. The other slave looked young, tasted human from their aura. It was a shame to see someone like him stuck in this place for the rest of their life...

“Hey kid,” he finally spoke up, “You might want to slow down a bit on the drinks there. Don’t want you gettin’ sick or something.” 

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[mannythejaguar]

Continued from here.

Silver had the trap set, the hiding spot picked, now he just sat and waited. And without much wait, the trap was set off. Silver poked his head when he heard it. his laughter was not able to be contained. This man who looked like he prided himself on being pretty, was now a mess. Seeing the pissed man Silver cursed as his laughing ass got up and ran. He moved as quickly as his little human legs could. Bu he stumbled through the laughter and tears. He squealed as he felt his hair pulled and soon back against the cool wall. He wiped his eyes as he breathed in and out trying to gain himself. “I didn’t do anything technically. You walked into something and knocked the jam onto yourself.” The human was finally coming down from the laughing high as he noted the growl and not so kind look on his face. 

Manny didn’t let up on his grip on the human, another quiet noise rumbling in his throat. He cocked his head to the side, focusing in on his further enhanced hearing and sense of smell to aid his interrogation. “So you just happened to be hiding in the bushes at the right moment?” he asked, upper lip curling over his sharp teeth again. “Seems like a load of bull to me.” The shifter tugged Silver’s hair again, enough to force his chin up in the air a bit as he leaned forward. “You know I can hear your heartbeat, right? You wanna try telling me again you weren’t involved?” 

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[youmayneverleave]

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He realized not too long ago that he took fresh air for granted. His collar felt tight on his neck but he relaxed in the sun and took a few deep breaths to appreciate it. Even the grass felt good on his skin. He heard footsteps heading his way and he assumed it was one of the guards coming to take him back in. “Not yet... please?”

[familiar-finn]

Another evening, another date. Some might say that Finn was going on too many too soon, but he would claim that he was just living his best life and having fun. This one was a young one named Silver, a man in his twenties and even more interesting half-vampire, half-familiar. Finn wasn’t about to let age stop him from meeting someone new. He was technically 800 years old but he didn’t always act like it. Age was just a number. 

He waited outside the bar dressed in lighter clothing than his usual – light wash skinny jeans, sweater, and light brown suede jacket from his fall collection. He glanced up from his phone at the approaching stranger, smiling small. “You Silver?” 

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[familiar-finn]

Heat week felt like it was dragging on forever, although that was probably all due to the fact that Gareth drugging him with hormones made it ten times worse. He didn’t know if it could really get any shittier until he woke up from a nap in a bit of a sweat and smelling someone cooking something in the kitchen from his room. He assumed it must have been Bradley even if he wasn’t sure the fae knew how to cook. Who else would it be in their suite taking advantage of the kitchen? He left his room dressed in today’s lingerie and corset to investigate and cursed when he realized it was not Bradley or even Gareth at all. 

“Fuckin’ ‘ell, Silver,” he said. “What in fuck’s name are ye doin’ ‘ere?” 

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[familiar-finn]

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

🎁 - sender gives the receiver a present

"Oh, thank you, Silver," Finn replied, blinking twice as he took the gift. His shock clearly implied he hadn't been expecting this, least of all from Silver, and he certainly wasn't prepared. "Sorry, I didn't get you or... anyone anything."

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Platonic Valentine’s Day Meme